6 Mountain Brothers for Christmas

“But –” I started to remind him of how his brother had just finished inside of me, but if it bothered Bennett, I couldn't tell.

Bennett pulled me up the length of his body until I was on top of him, and I felt him pressing into me. His tongue found mine and he kissed me long and hard until I literally melted on top of him. He used his hand to guide himself into my already drenched pussy, and thrusting upward, he entered me with a low growl.

Bennett held onto my hips as he pounded his thick rod upward and into me, over and over again. When I was able to pull away from his mouth long enough to breathe, I took a moment to look over at Quinn – worried he might be hurt. But he watched me, not his brother, with a look of pure lust on his face. Our eyes met and he smiled, coming over to me and kissing me while I fucked his brother.

That kiss gave me the confidence I need to let go. I rode Bennett, bouncing up and down on his cock while Quinn kissed me, fondling my nipples until I felt like my body would explode from the tidal wave of sensations.

“Fuck yes,” growled Bennett as his pace quickened.

He had hold of my body now, gripping me tightly and holding me still, as he shoved himself inside of me. He fucked me like he'd found the right spot, the right rhythm, and there was no turning back now.

My pussy tightened, and my head flew back as I cried out. Quinn's mouth moved to my nipple, lightly sucking as I came hard once more, on top of Bennett. My body was shaking as Bennett held me down on his cock, and with one last deep thrust, he too filled me up with his seed.

I collapsed this time, falling beside Bennett and Quinn pulled me close to him, spooning with me. Bennett turned over and held me from the front, kissing my forehead as all three of us struggled to breathe. My eyes fluttered open and shut, feeling heavy. Without talking about what had happened, I fell into a deep, peaceful sleep, surrounded by the two men who'd protected me earlier.

The surreal feeling of the situation began to fade and was replaced by a feeling of contentment. Of satisfaction. I'd been searching for some affirmation of life, and I'd found it between these two men.

And I had to admit – I felt safer than I had in a very long time.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN - BENNETT

Not the evening I had planned for us, but as I stared down at Hailey sleeping soundly beside me, I wasn't sure I regretted a thing. Quinn was sleeping with her with his arm wrapped around her waist as if he was intent on keeping her safe even while they slept. I had the feeling Quinn really cared for her – as did I. But I got the impression that with Quinn, it went deeper than just the sex and he held onto her almost protectively.

I should have felt guilty for fucking her then, but I didn't. And I should have felt incredibly weird that my brother and I had shared her. But I didn't. I'd wanted Hailey since that first time we talked in my truck all those years ago. The quiet, bashful girl who had no idea how beautiful she really was.

At the time, she'd been too young for me. Seeing her again all these years later though, I'd been blown away. She'd grown more beautiful and more confident in herself. Two things that I couldn't deny attracted me to her. I'd honestly only wanted to get to know her better. To see if we connected. And as I looked down at her naked body, all I could think was that apparently, we had. At least on some level.

I heard the front door open and shut downstairs and felt a jolt of adrenaline tear through me. I scrambled quickly to find my pants, waking Quinn up first.

“Shit, are her parents home?” he whispered, his face a mask of fear.

“Yeah, I think so.”

We both pulled on our pants, not even having a moment to talk about how weird this whole situation was. We'd just shared a girl. I had never in my life done anything like that with my brothers. Doing something like that had honestly, never crossed my mind. But something about the situation, in that moment, just felt – right. I couldn't explain it – and didn't have the time to analyze it – but, something in the way everything had unfolded felt natural.

Hailey's eyes fluttered open and saw us getting dressed, and she sat up. A look of hurt crossed through her eyes and I realized that she probably thought we'd gotten our rocks off and were bailing on her.

“What's going on?” she asked, a slight tremor in her voice.

“Your parents,” Quinn said, leaning down to kiss her nose. “They're home.”

Although the hurt melted away, it was replaced with something close to panic. With wide eyes, Hailey hopped from the bed and started scrambling for her bra and shirt. I found the bra, Quinn found the shirt. We tossed both at her at the same time as we heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

Hailey looked at both before tossing the bra under the bed, throwing on her sweater and pulling her leggings up, nearly tripping until I managed to catch her.

“Careful,” I said with a laugh.

When the knock came, we were all three dressed and sitting on her bed again. Everything looked perfectly normal and perfectly innocent. For the most part.

“Hailey?” her mom said.

“Yes?”

“Can I come in, please?”

We all looked at one another and tried not to laugh, Hailey hushed us. It was hard to not think we were back in high school all over again.

“Uhh, sure,” she said. “It's open.”